Thursday, May 10, 2007

Never give a library coworker a play-by-play account of last night's dream. It's never as interesting to the other person as it is to you. Exceptions can be made for sexuality explicit or graphically violent dreams involving a boss or a common enemy.

I kinda like the dream where the library director replaced us all with male strippers. Each had his own spotlight. Or the one where we got sponsored by Coca-Cola and had to wear red-and-white suits and offices were hidden within stacks of merchandise.